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For the Sender Book Review


My latest read is Alex Woodward's For the Sender. It’s a tender story about a musician, Alex Woodward who one day gets a surprise letter in the mail just as he’s contemplating his professional music career and existence. That first letter is from a grateful fan, Emily, who lost her husband a few years back in the autumn. Emily writes to Alex, “So, every year around this time, when memories fill me, I write him a letter. I thought I’d share it with you, not so you’d write a song for he and I, but because I think your songs are gifts.”  Alex is deeply moved by the letter and decides to write a song as a way to give back. What follows is a series of letters and songs, not just from Emily but from other fans who also send their personal accounts of loss and renewal. Alex learns that he receives more from giving back to others than wallowing in his own thoughts and insecurities.

I enjoyed reading each of the letters that touched Alex’s life, and getting a perspective of what it’s like to be a musician and song writer. The songs are written and recorded in Alex’s living room, often after a morning surf. Another sweet spot of the book was that Alex was not afraid to show his emotions over losing his dog, Kona. It was a refreshing change to the stereotypical range of emotions males are portrayed as having.

This little book is accompanied by a CD with the songs from the book. 

For the Sender was sent to me by www.hayhouse.com for my honest review.

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